[Well. That's an unexpected reaction. The menacing stare doesn't quite register to him as menacing, from one lunatic in a mask to another, but he figures he really ought to check it out anyway. A couple seconds after she leaps off the building again, he unleashes his wings from the bugsuit and flies after her, sandwich still in his hand.

He'll go back to clean up his drink later, he resolves. He may be curious about whoever this lady is, but that's really no excuse for littering. Someone's going to have to clean that up later! Either way, catching up to her isn't exactly a laborious task; he has the benefit of having wings to do all the work for him. His appearance is announced by one of the strands of shredded lettuce falling out of his sandwich right smack dab in front of her.] Oops, [he mutters before saying, a bit more loudly,] So I'm flattered and all, but I don't think I look that intimidating. Is it the glowing eyes? Sometimes that throws people off.